Why I hate the Melbourne Cup

1. Extreme animal cruelty disguised as extreme animal admiration (the horses don't care who wins, they just don't wanna be shot for losing)
2. Another nationalistic day for bogans to celebrate, I'm sure there will be lots of Australian flag tatoos on lots of flabby white arms again. It doesn't even have to be Australia day any more.
3. Really rich people tossing away lots of coin just so they can drink lots of champagne, wear designer clothes, pull feathers out of birds to adorn their stupid heads, strip cows of their skin to adorn their stupid feet, all in a hopeless attempt forget how empty they feel when they go to bed at night. Oh look here are some now.
4. Total glorification of gambling and binge drinking.
5. The worst thing, the main reason I avoid leaving the house on cup day, is the way no one seems to understand how anyone could possibly hate the Melbourne Cup! Oh the indignation, the confused looks, the "oh just lighten up, the horses love to race" shit we cop on cup day. Sorry for thinking.